03-14-2018, 12:55 PM
Saedís - with a stranger´s mark still fresh on her brow knows little of Beqannas motley history. All she knows has been given to her by her friends. Oh, she has listened beneath the sighing stars to the countless stories they have gifted her with. They are precious to her, these stories - and she has kept them close to her dreamer´s heart, and today it seems - they will serve a purpose other then just to put a smile upon her face.
She should have been afraid - perhaps, for the experience of seeing the map down there instead of the arena-dirt is so surreal she cannot quite fathom it. But she laughs her starsong laugh, and closes her eyes in fealty. She need only ask, the Goddess had said, and Saedís thinks of magic - rivulets of power in her veins and when she opens her eyes she is <i>elsewhere</i> though Saedís cannot quite pinpoint where. It is a beautiful place; lush green and serene and there are wildflowers sprinkled across the land in colors she has never before seen. And on the back of the wind; there is a voice - as gentle and soothing as the breeze itself. <b>"Lone Star, Banat er Rih and Prelude are the names you seek dreamer"</b>
Saedìs bows her small head in breathless gratitude, and it is with these names on her lips that she returns back to the real world and the Goddess.
She should have been afraid - perhaps, for the experience of seeing the map down there instead of the arena-dirt is so surreal she cannot quite fathom it. But she laughs her starsong laugh, and closes her eyes in fealty. She need only ask, the Goddess had said, and Saedís thinks of magic - rivulets of power in her veins and when she opens her eyes she is <i>elsewhere</i> though Saedís cannot quite pinpoint where. It is a beautiful place; lush green and serene and there are wildflowers sprinkled across the land in colors she has never before seen. And on the back of the wind; there is a voice - as gentle and soothing as the breeze itself. <b>"Lone Star, Banat er Rih and Prelude are the names you seek dreamer"</b>
Saedìs bows her small head in breathless gratitude, and it is with these names on her lips that she returns back to the real world and the Goddess.